Short Unanchored Poems

Unanchored
Nonchalant
Concrete
Ongoing
Negotiable
Direct
Inevitable
Tenacious
Intimate
Overlooked
Nonviolent
Aggressive
Ludibund (playful)...

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The better the poet
the fuller the sails
  —and the further the lines may stretch

The more ranging the verse
set to feeling’s unanchored  
 —the more chances of fair winds ahead

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)...

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I came in to this cold lonely world all alone.
I longed for love..... I longed for you...
Faith brought us together and in to our hearts for better or worse...  
And when our fragile bodies could no longer stand the test time, our souls became unanchored from from this world... 
Our love has now become eternal......

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In the drizzling rain

Lemon afternoon it was
On fire was the forest
Vertigo-molecules in the breeze
Electricity in clasping clouds

Yellow roses holding fingers
Opened the lips
Unanchored our birds



September 8, 2019
Writing Challenge 1, September 2019 - Eight Line Form
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode...

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Losing the right to 
occupy space I became
unanchored to this

flesh prison of mine. 
Even my words lost in the 
wind, but not to you.

Silencing the sound 
of voices here, in my head 
and beyond let me 

exist in your state 
of stillness. And let me count 
the remaining time 

of mine only by 
the warmful beating of your 
trusted, word clock-heart....

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A childhood summer
leaks away, taking with it
its raft of unanchored memories.

Thoughts grasps at the cold hands
of the never-was.
Time and age question.

The long buried emerge,
a would-be history
exposed as a replacement fiction;
one stolen from an imagined life.

A borrowed sunshine -
yet still preferable to the head-dreams
that deny both fact and fairytales,
and open doors long nailed shut....

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Visions blur sight
Love and hate contrast
Like black to white
Grey seeped through like liquid
Mellowing tears, a poisonous fluid

A blue day, no luck existed
Like rainbow candies, only twisted

An unclear fate, red emotions
Unanchored hope,
Bliss fades into erosion

Bloodshot eyes 
Hidden
Behind a cry

Is there a place
Where it’s colorless?
 Free from pain
Where you’re the only artist
Where you can erase that heartless
Lonesome nature
Where you can be the painter

Of something colorless?...

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The sandy beach and the ocean
obviously do not understand each other.

Each wave falls upon the shore,
as if it had never met that shore before.

The sand attempts to flow away,
yet scuttled crab legs
and the weight of empty shells
slows it to a shackled crawl.

Eventually,
the unstable edge of that feathering lip
tumbles into the sea.

Then the salty, always thirsty water,
turns away to flow more swiftly
through the open gills and mouths
of the unanchored
and free.

...

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